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This morning I lost my shit. Full on crazy ass lunacy, the stereotypical sleep deprived mother with a baby hysterics. I believe at one point in my unhinged rant I compared it to Sleep Deprivation Torture Tactics akin to those used at Guantanamo Bay. (I had no basis for this comparison. I have no idea if Sleep Deprivation was Waterboarding’s inhumane companion. I’ve barely been following the news this past year. I was feeling the crazy, and anything might have come out of my mouth.)

All I know is that after being woken up every 15 – 30 minutes between midnight and 6am for the past 3 weeks, and then needing to be awake to supervise a very mobile baby in a non-childproofed area all day long (after 17 months straight with only one full night’s sleep)… well I’d probably confess to treason if you promised me a full night’s sleep. You can decide how serious I am when I say that.

In the past few hours I’ve regained some perspective, the light morning nap I shared with EJ helped (as did the Dunkie’s Iced Coffee Eric delivers gloriously each morning).

I know we’ve hit the 8 month sleep regression, and I know it will pass.

I know that we’re in the midst of buying a house (we’re scheduled to close Friday, and being halfway in NYC, halfway at my parents house, and trying to arrange for financing, insurance, movers, cleaners etc. adds a tasty frosting to my sleep deprived cake.

(EJ pushed the dog crate aside and was sticking his finger in the light socket while I was leaving a message for our insurance guy this morning. I’m sure he’ll be amused when he hears it. I, obviously, was not.)

But I also know that I’m too tired to knit, and that’s saying something. On Sunday I knit most of a Bella’s Mitten, but I am too tired to decipher the pattern instructions on how to decrease at the mitten tip (I know, right?!?!?!?! Forget pattern instructions, I should be able to wing it if I wanted to, but instead I stare blankly and drool.)

And that means for damn sure I’m too tired to try to take a picture of the unfinished mitt, upload it, and link it. I’m sorry, but I have to brush my teeth, shower, and eat lunch first. Soon. Really. I will upload a picture of EJ instead (sorry, sorry sorry, they’re all I have already uploaded, courtesy of 365 project).

He can no longer be contained. He’s crawling everywhere, lightning fast, pulling himself up and climbing over everything.

And now he’s awake. See you on the other side.

ETA: I will count my blessings. EJ might not sleep, but hot damn, he’s a good eater. I just fed him peas and rice, and while he let me know in no uncertain terms that he does NOT like peas, every time that spoon came near his mouth, he opened up wide. The entire bowl was finished in under 2 minutes. Plus he’s adorable, happy and loving. You know, which is nice.

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  1. Kim #

    I hear ya. Don’t let the crazy get you down. Before you know it, they give you a winning smile, or a wave, or a kiss (where did he learn to blow kisses?), and it’s all good.

    July 29, 2009
  2. You poor thing. He should be sleeping better than that by now. Maybe when you get in the new house and things calm down he will adopt some better sleep habits. Hannah slept through the night at 10 weeks. (ducks and runs)

    July 29, 2009
  3. I feel your pain! My daughter did not sleep through the night for at least 2 years. She’s now 28 and would be sleeping through the night (!!) except she’s in her third trimester and hasn’t slept through the night for a number of weeks. She eventually grew out of the waking, turned out to be a FANTASTIC sleeper (referencing the teenage years) and will soon get to experience the wakey-wakeys from the other side!! Here’s sending you supportive thoughts.

    July 29, 2009
  4. You will make it, but I’m sure it sux pretty hard right now.

    July 29, 2009
  5. Deeeep Breath. One hour at a time. Whatever it takes to get some Zzzzzs. Remember these mantras. It will pass, I promise and pinky swear.


    PS – call me for reinforcements and commiserating

    July 30, 2009
  6. I’ll come watch EJ some day while you nap! No, seriously, I will. Did I mention my deep and abiding love of babies? Especially cute ones like EJ!

    July 31, 2009

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